Chapter 138: Tyrant (4)
"Inject the two serums into my body! Let me see the differences." Zhang Qin Feng ordered.
[Toot… Injecting…]
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[Injection done. The user will feel the kick in 5,4,3,2…]
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[1…]
'Urgh!' the moment the steroidal effect from the Physical Serum and Fitness Serum kicked in, there's a hint of nausea come into his head. It was then quickly replaced with the feeling of muscle mass getting out of control as if Zhang Qin Feng fell into a feverous symptom.
But the slight discomfort was gone after a while.
What replaces it was heightened agility from the effect of "Haste" on his body. It was as if he has a quarter second more from each second he had. His sense was heightened, and it allowed him to executes some miraculous parkour moves.
He rapidly jumps from one vehicle to another while keeping his firing constantly at the Tyrant. Although it decreases the accuracy of his shots while doing such a stunt, it still works nevertheless to keep the monster distracted.
[Toot!]
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[Satella is ready to fire. Dodge!]
Stein's precise instruction came. Zhang Qin Feng immediately pushes himself away from the Tyrant by giving it a kick on the head.
What followed next was a loud bang.
**BANG!**
Dust can be clearly seen blown left and right as the weapon fired. It was loud to the point a single shot is all it took to notice the rough positioning of the sniper from afar.
To make this shot, Satella has to go from one house to another. She eventually managed to get a perfect positioning, but one shot was all she could do before relocating.
Reasons?
Because the shot was too loud, obvious, and of course, dangerous. Just like the name of the gun, firing this gun was lunacy. Only lunatics would consider using this weapon in actual battle. But today, Satella had no other choice.
Was it not because Zhang Qin Feng took this weapon out of the blue, she would not consider using this cumbersome weapon. Even with just 5 live ammunition inside the barrel, the gun weighed about 55 kilograms.
That was close to ten times heavier than her whole gear setup.
But the heavier the load, the better the result, if it hits.
Satella first shot was an accurate blow straight to the monster's shoulder. Getting hit by a single bullet fired from the Lunacy Anti-Materiel Gun is akin to getting smashed by the same projectile the Tyrant threw with all its strength.
The monster turned almost two perfect circles before crashing into the pile of scraps. Blood was splattered as the shot connected to the flesh. If this was used on Zhang Qin Feng, it would immediately sever his arm or legs.
"Nice!" Zhang Qin Feng raised his thumbs up to praise Satella's beautiful shot. He was not bothered whether she sees it or not. Because Zhang Qin Feng knew that at the end of the day, he'll have to reward her again.
"Roar!" the Tyrant lifeforce was still going strong as expected. Even after getting thrown into the pile of scrap, it was still lively enough to retaliates.
But it was evidently weakened by the first shot from the amount of green blood oozing out from the wound. Right now, it was a notch slower than before due to the loss of an arm to attack.
Using the injured right side as the blind spot, Zhang Qin Feng focused his attack from this particular side. He would not allow this Tyrant to continue to run amok any further and ended up with something he couldn't control.
Since the chance was there for him to take it down, he would have to do it, no matter what kind of price he had to pay.
After battling for a while, Zhang Qin Feng has no choice but to throw his fourth Centurion Rifle away. It was fired to the point the chamber and muzzle were blazing red from overheating.
'I guess that I should get Victor to make something better out of what we have. Getting overheated and out of commission from firing five mags is too costly…' Zhang Qin Feng complained a little in his mind.
But his complaint hit the spot precisely.
Five mags, of 250 bullets equivalent, were all it takes to sent this rifle into an overheating. This was a flaw that cannot be ignored. That's because if five to ten bullets were all it takes for an untrained survivor to kill a zombie, then all this rifle could do was to take out between 25 to 50 zombies before it broke down.
In a battle, a weapon like this was not goods but a liability. If it was disposable during a fight, that's still acceptable. But who brings weapons out just to dispose of them in the middle of a battle?
Perhaps only Zhang Qin Feng could do it here in this world.
Their fight continued. No matter how good is Zhang Qin Feng after taking the two serums, he's still an amateur in hand-to-hand battle.
And he instantly regretted his choice after the punch from the Tyrant reaches him. Zhang Qin Feng quickly blocked the Tyrant's fist by crossing his arm around his chest.
Although he blocked the attack, he still got thrown into the pile of rubbish not far from their fight. Since even the most experienced fighter would still get hit, there's nothing for Zhang Qin Feng to feel shame about.
But when he was punched and thrown into the pile of dump, it worries Satella. Afraid that the Tyrant would continue, she fired her second shot without waiting.
This time, the shot struck at the shoulder back of the Tyrant.
Evidently, the shot was less effective when attacking the hardened armor part of the Tyrant. But the force itself was still remarkable to push the Tyrant down on its knees.
"Roar!" the Tyrant was angered by the constant bother from this deadly gun. Roaring with one of its hands lifted up, the Tyrant scanned its surrounding for this despicable gunner.
But as its view returned to the pile of trash no far from it, the Tyrant was blinded by the gun muzzle protruding out from it.
**Bang! Bang! Bang!**
Zhang Qin Feng fired the fifth Centurion Rifle he took out of his Dimensional Storage.
At this moment, Satella found her impression of a perfect shot as well. After pulling the hammer to unload the used ammunition, she slotted the pin back and aimed.
"BANG!!!" the trigger was pulled.
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